Odd dream

I woke up in a cold sweat from a vivid dream where I was convicted of something, jailed, and then escaped and was living as a fugitive.

The most difficult thing to deal with in the dream was the fact that I couldn't be with Rachel, Abby and Jonothan. Shortly after I came to that realization, I startled awake.

Odd

While it's altogether too early to tell which way Ivan will go, I already have an odd errand to take care of. So, this time, I absolutely, positively MUST get my hair cut tomorrow.

I'm playing phone tag with an online professor to show him how to do something on the online course system. Not fun.

At the library today, I checked out Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere--I meant to read it a while ago--and Homeward Bound, The Jungle Book, O Brother, Where Art Thou? No, I still have not seen O Brother, Where Art Thou? Don't know what's taken so long.

Jonothan has a four month check up appointment tomorrow afternoon, and we were going to try and fit Abby in as well, since she's been sick, just like Rachel and I have been. Tonight, however, she's been back to her normal self, so we may not have to get an appointment for her.

At one point tonight, she was falling asleep when I noticed something strange about the book that she was holding. She had taken it apart, and when she noticed that I was looking at her, she softly said, "Nothing." She knew she shouldn't have done it, and was trying to convince me that she was doing nothing. Cheeky girl.